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Chapter 95 Go To My Room

Thinking she had misheard him, Ysabelle dug at her ear and asked calmly, “What did you say? Can you repeat that?”

“I said, I want to share a room with you!” Felix was determined to spend more time with her at all costs.

“You hear that, Uncle Tristan? Your friend here wants to bed me!” Ysabelle said.

Felix fell silent upon hearing that.

Wait… Did she get the wrong idea or something? I said I wanted to share a room with her, not share a bed with her!

Noticing that Tristan had narrowed his eyes menacingly, Felix raised his arms in a surrendering motion and exclaimed, “That’s not true, Mr. Tristan! I’ve never thought about that at all!”

Sophie picked up the volleyball and stepped forward as she said, “Don’t worry, Ysabelle! He can’t possibly win!”

“Hey, Mr. Tristan! Your girlfriend is bullying me!” Felix exclaimed.

“That’s fine. I’ll help her bully you in a bit!” Tristan replied with a smile.

Just like that, what should’ve been a fair volleyball match ended with the three of them ganging up on Felix.

Unhappy with his loss, Felix grumbled when he was alone with Tristan, “Hey, Mr. Tristan! Don’t you want to be in the same room with Sophie? I actually thought you were going to help me out earlier!”

“I’m warning you, Felix. Ysabelle is still very young!”

What the f*ck? Does he really see me as a heartless pervert?

“I just wanted to spend more time with her, d*mn it! Why must you all bully me like this? You’re such a meanie, Mr. Tristan!” Felix lamented.

“I won’t stop you once Ysabelle turns twenty, so stop your whining.”

What? I have to wait till she’s twenty? There are tons of kids out there who start dating as early as the age of ten!

“Twenty? A-Are you going to wait till Sophie turns twenty too?”

“Yeah.”

Felix had never thought he would hear that reply from Tristan.

What the… Since when did Mr. Tristan become such a gentleman?

Wilma had always assumed that Tristan was some kind of unreasonable thug that would abuse his powers. Being a huge fan of photography, she had taken a picture of him and Sophie with an instant camera when they were standing next to each other earlier.

Tristan was standing by himself, she walked up to him and handed him the photo she had

huh? You two

but admire how great the

his head and the latter raising hers slightly. Her skirt was billowing in the wind, and the boundless blue sea made

come to me if you ever need

at the photo when he

get a peek, but

just a photo! Would it kill him to let me

Wilma and the others from having a great time. After giving it

nowhere to be found, she

door, Sophie realized

get it

go to

eyebrow at

anything, okay? I just think it’s too much of a hassle to go all the way back there

didn’t say anything,” Sophie mumbled as she followed him to

wake you up when it’s time

“Okay.”

four hours the night before, Sophie soon drifted off into a very

kill time. The general manager of Lombard

back, Mr. Tristan? Please come back as soon as

Our CEO sure is something else! How on earth does he get so much work

“What’s wrong? Just keep up the good

“I…”

point. D*mn… I can’t believe he’s out there enjoying his

anything else you wish to report? If not, I’m going to hang up and go take a nap. I’m a little

general manager could only sigh at his

quietly returned to the room after

the huge, white bed with the blanket covering

her skin looked even fairer in contrast to the

sat down on the floor and rested his head on the bed

asleep that he felt like

up so late, she was still asleep by the time Ysabelle

her room when it was

in her

In that case, she must be in Mr.

jerk for

can’t believe Uncle Tristan would go for it